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From: laff@cs.uiuc.edu (Joshua A Laff)
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Organization: University of Illinois, Dept. of Comp. Sci., Urbana, IL
Date: Tue, 14 Dec 1993 09:15:18 GMT
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This story is another from the archives, and is not written by me.
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Cruzin D Beach (Part 1)
The following story took place last summer, and while
I had originally hesitated to tell the story for obvious
reasons, I have now decided to tell.
My friend, Bill, and I were walking down Cherry Avenue
an evening last July, just as it was getting dark. We had
walked some distance on the paved road which extends along
the park. Nearing the Beach Stair-way, which is close to the
highway
but still quite isolated, we came upon a gray van parked
along a clump of trees. We were going to continue along the
road, back to the other end of the park, when we noticed
that both back doors of the van were wide open. Stopping
and hesitating a moment, we were not quite sure of what to
do.
It was then when we heard moaning and gasps coming
from the van. We inched our way towards the open doors, and
in the faint light of the late evening, we could make out a
pair of hairy legs eagerly sliding back and forth and
someone else's ankles sticking out into the evening air.
Wanting to make sure this was not a rape taking place, we
shone our flashlight onto the entwined couple. (We had
brought our flashlight along, knowing it would be dark when
we returned along the path.)
When the occupants of the van became aware of the
light, all the action stopped, and there was silence.
Looking upon the twosome, I discovered the girl, whom the
hairy hunk had been drilling, was my first cousin, Marcella.
"Marcelia," I cried out, "What are you doing?"
Upon hearing my voice, the poor, frightened girl
slipped out from under the stud, quickly grabbed he clothes,
and was gone in a flash. I felt very sorry for having
embarrassed her in this position.
So there we stood, not knowing what to do, not
knowing, what to say. Finally, anger got the better part of
me, and I started lashing out at the guy that he was fucking
my first cousin, and how dare he do such a thing to my
virtuous kin. All this while, his cock remained fully
erect, reaching up about ten inches. Seeing I was getting
nowhere, I started making threats, saying
I was going to report him to the police.
Upon this announcement, his cock quickly lost
altitude, even though it was still copiously dripping pre-
cum. Now he started to get scared, having taken my threats
seriously. He then stated he was a minister's son, and
there was no way his father would forgive him for what he
had done. His father was very strict about premarital sex
and could in no way condone it in any shape or form.
Seeing his pleading was getting him nowhere, the boy
offered to pay us off to keep quiet. He didn't know that
money was the furthest thing from our minds.
With us having the upper hand, we stated we could
probably work something out - if he was willing to go along
with us. He didn't quite know what to say, not knowing what
we were hinting at. We then proceeded to tell him that when
one was single and had great carnal desires, there were
other ways to achieve satisfaction without performing
fornication. This appeared to interest him greatly.
I then proceeded to slowly move in for the kill. I moved
near him, grasped his balls
tenderly from underneath and ran my hand up along the bottom
of his cock. Upon doing this, he let out a loud gasp and
asked me to stop. Shining the light upon him, we found the
guy was blushing a deep crimson.
We then proceeded to ask him if he had ever had any
sexual relation with any men, or if when he was growing up,
he had experimented with his friends. He said he never had,
because his father strongly admonished him against such
promiscuity. We then asked if he would like to learn about
a sexual alternative, so he
wouldn't have to soil my poor cousin's character anymore.
He asked if this was the only way for him to not have
his father know what he had been doing. We, of course,
stated this was the only way out for him. He then seemed
resigned to the inevitable, and asked if it would hurt. We
replied that as he was a beginner, we would be gentle with
him.
To get things started, we asked if it was possible to
close the doors of the van and cover all the windows so no
one could see in. It was and we did, at the same time
turning the light on in the back of the van. When we put
the light on, I had to blink several times to believe what
my eyes were beholding. Here was a stud, about nineteen,
six feet tall, with hairy legs, and a hairless chest.
Whenever he moved, he seemed to flex some muscle in his
frame. We asked why he had a hairless chest, and he replied
that he worked out with weights and liked to see his muscles
flex. His circumcised cock was now flaccid, but it was
still stretched out about five inches along one thigh.
In the corner of the van, I noticed a box and
proceeded to inspect what was in it. It was a box of thirty-
six rubbers, and not one was used.
I asked how come he had not been considerate enough to
use one with my cousin. That question really flustered him.
"i guess, I guess, well, I always get so horny so
quickly that there just never seems to be the time to put
one on," he said with a voice that sounded remorseful. Now
I was really mad, and I guess my anger showed for he said
something I found hard to believe, "Listen, I know I was
wrong for doing it to her and for not using them, but I'll
do anything you say just so this stays quiet."
I stated that it was about time he learned a lesson the hard
way. I shouted to him to get on his back and to lift his
legs in the air while I ripped my shorts and T-shirt off. I
didn't have any jockey shorts on, so I wasted no time. I
grabbed a condom and started to roll it on my cock which had
seemed to get harder the madder I got. Bill then handed me
the tube of K-Y he had, because this was not exactly just an
evening stroll we had been taking.
Jamie, his name was Jamie, looked at my cock with
frightened eyes, but was too scared to protest. While I was
easing on the condom, Bill was slowly removing his sparse
clothing while eyeing Jamie's ample cock with greedy eyes.
Having adequately secured the rubber on my cock, I then
applied a thick layer of K-Y and gooed my fingers, which I
then stuck up his ass.
Despite my anger with Jamie, I was still considerate of the
pain I might cause him. I told him to relax as I aimed my
cockhead at his puckered opening, and that it helped if he
held his ankles near the side of his head. With that advice
shared, I began my journey up his back door.
Bill, meanwhile, started rubbing Jamie's nipples and
holding his chest down at the same time so he wouldn't move.
My cockhead was now in, and I felt this was going to be
seventh heaven. I wondered if this had something to do with
his being a minister's son. By this time, Jamie was trying
to edge away from my not so gentle thrusts up his rear end,
and Bill was desperately trying to hold him in one place.
His vocal protestations were getting louder the deeper I
went.
"No, please stop, I'll do anything but this. It hurts too
much," he cried out. His face started to flush and an
occasional tear came out of his eyes.
"You're doing good, boy," I said. "Just take a deep
breath each time you feel me pushing into you." In spite of
my words of encouragement, Jamie was still trying to back
away from my invading cock. I then advised Bill there was
only one thing to do. He had to straddle Jamie's chest and
have Jamie service him orally at the same time. Each time
Bill presented his fully bloated cock, Jamie turned his
mouth away.
"I've never done this before, and before I eat
something, I always wash it before I put it in my mouth,"
Jamie protested.
"No problem," countered Bill. "Just lick your tongue
up and
down my cock. That's as good a washing as it needs."
Jamie couldn't see the logic of this, but apparently
gave up, and slowing and gingerly edged his tongue towards
Bill's eager cock.
About this time, I sharply jabbed my cockhead inside
his ass. The suddenness caused Jamie to scream out. And
when he opened his mouth, Bill thrust his cock down his
throat. Now besides being unable to move, our boy would be
nice and quiet. He still tried to talk and move about, but
he realized that as he tried to talk he only was moving his
tongue around Bill's cock. And when he tried to struggle
away, I just kept still, making his churning appear like he
was rocking back and forth on my cock.
The feelings just kept getting better, and I kept
stroking in, out, and all the way in. Bill was now into the
full swing of things as his ass flexed forward and back and
his cock deep throated old Jamie. It was at this time that
Jamie started to get an erection. A silken string of pre-
cum oozed out of his cockhead and landed sensuously on his
bellybutton.
I drew my head down and placed my mouth over his cockhead to
lick
away his honey-dew. The sensation of my mouth on his cock
was apparently too much for him. He raised his whole body
up, lifting both me and Bill along with him. I now knew the
muscles on his one-hundred-ninety-five pound frame could
exert a lot of force. His cock throbbed once, and I withdrew
my mouth, fearing I would bring him off at this inopportune
moment.
He eased on down, and I proceeded to thrust in, out,
in, out. My cock got hotter with each insertion. About
this time, Bill started groaning, moaning, and flexing his
cock faster in and out of Jamie's mouth. In a moment, Bill
pushed forward with one last desperate shove, all the way
down Jamie's throat, and he held it there. I knew he had
reached orgasm.
I was still a little ways from that and decided to
hold off, because I wanted to be sure that this lesson for
Jamie would go down well. Bill then slowly withdrew his
spent cock from Jamie's mouth and backed his body onto
Jamie's smooth chest. As he did this, Jamie's erection
touched Bill's ass. Bill turned around to see what was at
his back and exclaimed, "Oh, my God! Where did that come
from?"
Without a word, he reached over for the tube of K-Y and
proceeded to grease Jamie's cock and his own ass. Bill then
reached behind and backed his body against Jamie's cock.
Jamie started to groan and moan with the thrill of having
his cock go up Bill's ass. In no time, Bill had backed up
on half of Jamie's cock, while he watched the look of
ecstasy on Jamie's face.
Continued.......
Message #127
To: Ye Ole Forum
Subject: Cruzin D Beach (Part 2)
The minister's son was now twitching back and forth,
trying to get all of his cock into Bill. At the same time,
he was riding my cock up his ass. Bill then started to lift
up and down on Jamie's dick, being just inches from where I
was driving my cock in and out of Jamie's ass.
The boy was now begging, "Fuck me! Please fuck me!
Harder, harder ... all the way up." Sweat was oozing down
the sides of his smooth chest, and his whole body gleamed.
In a moment, he lifted his hands into the air and started
raising his chest off the floor, shouting, "Take me. Take
me. Make me come!" He was able to do this with just the
strength of his abdominal muscles. As I pounded in his ass,
I could see that Jamie's balls had tightened, and one ball
almost seemed drawn into his body. When he shouted out, his
cock spasmed into Bill's ass.
I stopped in mid-thrust, enjoying the scene before me.
Bill quickly withdrew, leaving a puddle of semen on Jamie's
lower groin, and as he straddled Jamie's chest, more jism
came out of Bill's ass, looking like a string of shiny, thin
rope. Bill
flexed his cheeks until all the cream had dripped out of
his ass. It took five Kleenexes to clean up the cum that
Jamie had shot.
It was now my turn to come. I proceeded to deep-dick
Jamie, and he squirmed beneath me, begging me to fuck him
good. I continued
to answer his request. Sensing I was near the point of no
return, I ran my cock in and out, using sharp thrusts. As I
pushed forth, Jamie lifted his whole lower body, trying to
get as much of it in as he could. With one final deep
thrust, my cock started shooting string after string of
juice into his oiled ass, bringing Jamie to the height of
ecstasy.
After I had cooled down, I withdrew my cock from his
ass and tried to clean up a bit. As the action appeared to
be over, Jamie looked from me to Bill, wondering what would
come next. Jamie's chest was still heaving from the workout
he had gotten, his chest muscles rising and falling as
though he were flexing slabs of meat.
After I had slightly cleaned my cock, I said to Jamie,
"I think this needs a better cleaning than I'm able to give
it; perhaps you can clean it better."
He grimaced, but gave in, turning on his belly as I
ordered him. I then knelt in front of him and slowly eased
my cock in his mouth. Bill positioned himself between
Jamie's outstretched thighs and again reached for the K-Y.
In no time, Bill was inserting his cock into Jamie's ass,
while I was deepthroating him from the front. I could look
down to see Jamie's ass cheeks flexing each time Bill thrust
his cock into Jamie's ass. The muscles on Jamie's back
flexed each time I went down his throat, and his arm muscles
flexed each time he tried to pull me deeper into his throat.
He even grabbed me around my thighs. Shortly, we both came,
sending profuse loads down either end of Jamie. He almost
seemed thankful for each spurt we were able to give him.
Well, before we left Jamie, I advised him to find another
solution to satisfy his needs besides using Marcelia. He
wholeheartedly agreed, but said that they would still be
friends.
About a week later, I got a call from Jamie, telling
me he
still had his pent-up desires and could find no way of
release. I told him to come to my apartment, and we could
talk about it. He came in a pair of tight jeans, which
almost looked too small, and a cream colored tank top. His
muscles were bulging out of the Sleeve openings. In no
time, Jamie blurted out that he had no one else to help him
release his desires. Would I be willing to help him? Lucky
for me, I had just -purchased several tubes of K-Y the day
before.
Faster than greased lightening, Jamie had his clothes
off. Lying on the floor with his heavy thighs sticking up in
the air, his asshole seemed to wink at me each time I looked
at it.
We now meet every three days at my apartment. Jamie
will deep throat me for about twenty minutes, and then I
proceed to fuck him. If I can hold off long enough, say
about an hour, he usually comes when I come, especially if I
use long strokes. If not, I wrap both hands about his cock
and jack him off as I shoot into him. Needless to say,
Jamie and I have become great friends.
Lord Nelson!
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